I picked up the phone and called my best friend -- from before I found Master Control -- who was currently living near Dallas, Texas.Ken is 6' tall, s...im (the last time I saw him), 27 years old, with grey hair. He says that the grey hair (that he's had since High School) was genetic... I prefer to believe that it has something to do with his getting hit by lightning twice when he was still in school. I had met him back when he was the boyfriend of a former roommate. (Who he is now married. Finally they started laughing as they seemed to share some sort of nonverbal joke. "Okay. What's your deal? Why'd you pay for us." Her friend asked.This was it, I thought. I could explain myself and dig myself in deeper. I'd rehearsed this so many times in fantasy. "I.. I..." "Just say it in as few words as possible. Are you some sort of freak or you sayin' we need your money?" She asked."I'm a loser who wants to worship and serve you and when I saw you all I could think to do was pay. She wrapped a towel around herself and grabbed the vibrator, fondling it briefly while imagining it was Jim’s cock. She then hid her pleasure monster under her dirty clothes.“Come in. I moved my stuff for you.”“Thanks, I thought I was going to piss in my pants if I waited any longer,” Lou replied as he whipped out his cock and started to pee. Val looked on as Lou peed. She watched his cock lustfully, still needing relief from her interrupted pleasure.Lou felt his wife staring at him and turned. ? The tresses of his flogger fall lightly up her shoulders,slide down her back, and fall off her ass. Then again, down her back and ass.Then again, down her back and ass. However, a little harderthis time. As the intensity increases, he starts to focus the strikes onher ass: with each stroke coming a little harder than the previous one,increasing with a slow steady pace building with deliberate intensity. ?Princess, your ass is turning a little pink.? The strokes now come hard and fast.? Her.